Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Hungary and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Lebanon Hanover to the rap kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by The Beau Brummels. All the underground hits.
All The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gil Scott Heron record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sly & The Family Stone record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marc Almond,
Swell Maps,
Bluetip,
Blancmange,
Silicon Teens,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Star Department,
Tres Demented,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Toasters,
Matthew Halsall,
Country Teasers,
Ronan,
Television Personalities,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
8 Eyed Spy,
Deakin,
Marmalade,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Jacob Miller,
Lower 48,
David Axelrod,
kango's stein massive,
Patti Smith,
Cecil Taylor,
The Walker Brothers,
Chrome,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Isaac Hayes,
Henry Cow,
Kayak,
Nirvana,
Circle Jerks,
Jeff Lynne,
Wire,
Soul Sonic Force,
Deepchord,
Quantec,
Grandmaster Flash,
R.M.O.,
Gil Scott Heron,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Lou Reed,
Audionom,
Smog,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Bizarre Inc.,
These Immortal Souls,
Mantronix,
10cc,
Man Parrish,
The Selecter,
Byron Stingily,
Lalo Schifrin,
The American Breed,
Barry Ungar,
X-Ray Spex,
Adolescents,
The Neon Judgement,
Blake Baxter,
Kenny Larkin,
Morten Harket, Morten Harket, Morten Harket, Morten Harket.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.